Volume 1, Chapter 57: Because of Your Sins, Humanity Has Had No Royalty for a Century

When it proceeded to the third and fourth steps, the Blazing Fire burned at the bottom of the Demon-Sealing Pot, and the body of the pot slowly rotated. The Xun Spirit Wind arose in a fury, and the flames surged upward, completely enveloping the Demon-Sealing Pot.

"Master Xuan, are these good things? Get me some of these crystals," Gudu suddenly said, his tone filled with greed.

The regular British troops, upon receiving the news that the King of England was dead, began to slowly withdraw from the battlefield. The Norman army finally captured the hilltop and began pursuing the fleeing British soldiers.

However, facing the defensive zone of China's Niangzi Pass, where tens of thousands of enemy troops were gathered, this somewhat arrogant Japanese lieutenant general and division commander actually issued an order for autonomous combat, and that somewhat cautious colonel and chief of staff executed it without the slightest hesitation.

Hearing Hu Yangqiu's words, Hu Man'er did not reply. Instead, she lifted her graceful legs and walked toward the end of the long bridge.

Yet Yao Shuang clearly would not let them have their way. Although he lacked Yan Yunjin's capacity for liquor, handling three to five catties of alcohol was not a problem for him at all. Besides, as a hero of the Celestial Empire, he had all kinds of tricks up his sleeve at the dining table; how could he be so easily made drunk?

The hierarchy of the Abyss Demon race from highest to lowest is: Abyssal Demon Lord, Abyssal Demon Emperor, Abyssal Demon King, Abyssal Demon General, Abyssal Demon Lieutenant, Abyssal Demon Fiend, Abyssal Demon Knight, and Abyssal Demon Soldier.

The divine rune seal formations in this forging chamber were incomparably intricate and complex. The ancestors of the Ye family had always been studying these divine rune seal formations, but by the generation of Ye Xiaoyu, they had only managed to figure out a few percent of them, unable to activate the full operation of the divine rune seal formations.

The three sub-dragons were not like the Xenomorphs; the Predators had not built a giant tower here, but instead directly kept the three sub-dragons captive in the valley, as if intending to let them fend for themselves.

Liang Ping'an nodded, then walked toward the carriage with the support of the crowd. At this moment, Liang Pingjun had already placed the footstool beside the carriage, and Liang Ping'an stepped on it to get inside.

Seeing a dog rush over, Zhong Yuhuai immediately pulled Zhong Li, but it stopped right in front of him.

The coaching staff had anticipated that Li Ao would arrive for training first, so after they arrived, they skipped the warm-up session and went straight to the main point.

As for his underclassman Gerald Wallace, Li Ao looked forward to his future, but in his rookie season—he would turn nineteen at the end of this month—his immediate impact could predictably not be very strong.

Until Liang Ping'an was the only one left in the room, he walked to the window and glanced at the street scene outside.

Octavius smiled and offered a comforting remark, then walked over, placed a cotton swab into the middle-aged Spider-Man's mouth, and scraped the inside of his cheek.

When Liang Ping'an, Ling'er, and Liu Yong returned to Xiashui Village once more, Liu Yong naturally parted ways with them upon arrival, returning to his own residence.

Even the curtains could not block out the incoming sunlight, illuminating the pitch-black, hand-in-front-of-your-face room to a certain extent.

In the letter, Li Xiuyuan stated that if one wanted to buy the land of Liuyunzhai, they needed to prepare at least two hundred thousand taels of silver.

At this moment, Wen Yang's gaze shifted over, meeting Lin Yan's quietly. Then, her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her expression grew somewhat more serious.

"Do you think a person like you is worth believing? You shouldn't have touched Chongchong; she is my reverse scale!" Helian Nuo sneered, his Heavenly Wolf Blade slicing gently to carve a long wound on Liang Hao's neck.

"Helian Nuo, lift your head and let your father take a look!" The middle-aged man spoke as if he had not heard Helian Shuo's words. He remained firmly seated on his horse, looking coldly at Helian Nuo.

"How do you know?" Sala was stunned for a moment by Dongfang Yi's words, and then asked involuntarily.

Mumu was speechless. What she feared most was her mother coming into contact with such aristocrats, which made her look utterly useless and cowardly.

"President?" Yue Longtian felt his heart stir at these words, thinking to himself that if he was truly determined to promote Chinese martial arts, sitting in this presidential position might actually make the endeavor twice as effective with half the effort.

Luoyixuan's words immediately amused Dongfang Yi. This sister-obsessed Luoyan had actually gone to hit someone; it was indeed something Luoyan would do.

Seeing him emerge wearing only his underwear and recalling the sounds he had just heard, Chutianxiong could no longer suppress the anger in his chest. Without another word, he grabbed a dining knife and rushed forward.

A few employees who were not afraid of death actually chose this moment to suck up to him and greet him in a friendly manner. He straightened up, still crossing his arms over his chest, and asked with a fake smile to the people secretly watching the spectacle: "You all reluctant to leave? Do you want to stay and work overtime?" They got rebuffed, tucked their tails, and slipped away along the wall.

Not far away, Chen Dacheng put down her script, keeping her eyes fixed on Zeng Jingcong. Seeing that she still hadn't picked up her cosmetics after a long while, she frowned—this fellow wasn't planning to go back on her word, was she? That simply wouldn't do.

Mumu turned down the dimness of the lights, took a deep breath, and while secretly rejoicing, explored the depths of the shadows. She sighed; it seemed this good roommate had decided to completely ignore her existence.

Murong Song sneered and walked through the courtyard gates with a leisurely stroll, as if entering an uninhabited realm. Seeing the fatty angrily brandishing a large saber, Murong Song suddenly furrowed his brows and kicked out fiercely toward the fatty's chest. Before the fatty's blade could even fall, his body had already crashed heavily outside the courtyard.

"Damn old man, you chased me away at the crucial moment. Is there anything you can't let me know?" Zihuang was beating the trunk of a tree frantically under it, as if the tree were the headmaster. "Damn old man, I'll kick you to death, dig out your heart, and pull out your tendons." Zihuang cursed while beating it.

"I say, you wouldn't happen to be setting me up on purpose, would you?" Old man He and the others simply regarded this as a special kind of paint and naturally had no further expectations. After helping out, they all dispersed.

Zihuang knew that those who wielded whips feared close combat the most, so he pressed forward, knowing the opponent's footwork certainly couldn't match his own. Zihuang's strike was bound to succeed. The Hand of Heaven struck forth, moving windlessly.

That man in black robes, Ampere, was clearly also startled by his own missed attack. His gaze swept back and forth over Ye Feng, and it was only after a long while that he spoke calmly, his voice icy and devoid of the slightest trace of emotion.

Within the venue of this auction, Ye Feng chose the innermost room, and the young man led the four of them into this room, cupped his fists slightly toward them, and turned to leave.